"Ya, you're not allowed to leave until you finish speaking."
In the evening, on the way back to the village, Yin Ning's extremely corrupted voice was heard everywhere.
From time to time, she would even step forward and kick Mo hard.
However, Mo was indifferent.
"The sky is getting dark. If you don't go home soon, the people in the residence will come out to look for you.”
The thick-skinned Mo walked in front as if nothing had happened. Still from behind the thunder and rain, I completely motionless.
"Why did you make them lose their memories? Will they ever reunite? Tell me…say... Say..."
For the first time in four years, Yin Ning was so flustered that he even used his hands.
Who asked Mo to not say anything at the crucial moment? It made people's hearts itch.
Why did one of them end up three years ago and the other three years later? Why did they separate again when they were about to be together? Even their names were only written in that line.
It was just a simple stroke. Would they ever meet again? Remembering each other's names again?
Sob, sob, sob...
Yin Ning's gaze was filled with bitterness and grievance. Her watery eyes looked at Mo's back as he left the mansion. She pouted and looked unhappy.
For some reason, she felt that the military book in her hand was not fragrant at all.
He probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight!
Yin Ning wailed in her heart. Then, under the puzzled gazes of the servants. He walked into the study with the military book.
Many servants, including the butler, looked curiously at the little servant girl, Ni 'er.
However, the little servant girl Ni 'er did not say anything. She sighed and followed behind the young miss with a bitter look. Her haggard eyes clearly showed that she had cried.
...........
Mo Yi hummed a little tune as he returned home. He could not help but laugh when he recalled Yin Ning's expression.
Feeling sentimental was the biggest killer for girls.
However, Mo wasn't surprised. The story of 'your name' had caused many girls to feel melancholic. Not to mention girls, even men would be affected by the content of the story when they first saw it.
As for the person who wrote the story, it was best described in one sentence.
" Quick, hold his pen down. Don't let him continue writing.'
This sentence was hard to understand literally. If one hadn't read the story, they would usually think that it was meant to belittle him. But after reading the story, one would understand. This was the greatest compliment.
At first, he thought that it would be difficult to scare Yin Ning, especially when he saw many beautiful poems. Yin Ning did not seem to like them.
Perhaps it was the first time he had come into contact with such a thing.
Fortunately, Yin Ning was no exception when the story was brought up. She was successfully attracted to it.
However, aside from all these, Mo was more concerned about the fact that he had gained a lot today. The ancient books on war were not as bad as he said. These were all treasures that were summarized by the predecessors and lost in later generations.
He did not dare to imagine that he would see it with his own eyes one day.
Not to mention, the words he learned were from military books.
At home, his mother had already cooked the meal, and his father was silent by the fire. When Mo Yi entered the room, he felt that the atmosphere wasn't right.
Her small eyes looked curiously at her father and then at her mother.
Curiosity was written all over Mo Wen's face.
It was rare to see his parents quarreling at home. Did they quarrel? Where did Father get the guts to quarrel with Mother?
"Mother, what's wrong?"
Mo Dao whispered to his mother.
When he didn't know what was going on, he stood by his mother's side and became her loyal supporter. This was Mo's 'way of survival', and it was also something he had experienced.
"Hmph, it's all because of your uncle's family.”
Madam Xiao looked at her son and looked at Father Mo angrily. Then, she snorted coldly.
Mo frowned. He had a rough idea in his heart.
"Did Uncle ask for money?"
Even though they had already split up and she had worked for Father Yin for four years, the money and food that the family had been using were basically used to build the family from scratch. Mo Ye knew very well that there was no money or food at home now.
Mo Zheng was about to speak, but before he could speak, he saw Madam Xiao angrily say to Father Mo.
"They are your family. If they want money, you can give it to them! They want you to go to the battlefield, you go, good! They chased me and Mo 'er out of the house because they were worried that we would eat too much of their rice. I can take Mo 'er with me. Now that we've split up, you still want us to sell land to raise money for your brother.”
At this point, Madam Xiao was so angry that her eyes turned red.
"Then what will Mo 'er and I eat?"
The last sentence made the red-eyed Mrs. Xiao shed tears for the first time. Even her voice was trembling with sobs.
Even Mo was stunned for a moment as he looked at his father in disbelief.
Sell land?
Those small plots of land were the lifeblood of the family!
At this moment, Mo understood why his mother was so angry. Not to mention his mother, even Mo felt that his breathing was a little uneven at this moment.
The entire room was exceptionally quiet.
For the first time, the family of three, which had been filled with laughter and harmony countless times, did not say a word.
"Sigh ~!"
A moment later, Father Mo's haggard face was filled with worry.
"But Eldest Brother promised to teach Mo 'er how to read and write. He also promised to write a book and let Mo' er go to Jixia Community School. Mo 'er…"
Before Father Mo could finish his words, he saw Madam Xiao crying and shouting.
"Then he should teach. It's been so many years. How many times has he said that? How many more years would he have to wait before he could teach her? Mo 'er was almost fourteen.”
Tears slowly flowed down Madam Xiao's cheeks.
She didn't finish her sentence, but everyone understood.
Qin country, a fifteen-year-old man, for no reason, needed…Military service! On the battlefield!
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In the house, Father Mo lowered his head and did not make a sound. Madam Xiao whimpered. As for Mo, he wiped away Madam Xiao's tears.
At this moment, he clearly felt his father's painstaking efforts.
At this moment, he also understood the urgency in his mother's heart.
It was all for him.
It was because he was not strong enough, because he did not look like a martial artist, because everyone thought so.
Therefore, his father had been enduring it, and his mother had been enduring it.
He hoped that he could read and write, that he could go to the legendary Jixia Community School, and that he could become a scholar.
However, his father's worried face was filled with worry, and white strands had already appeared in his hair. The man who had once killed people on the battlefield was like a good-for-nothing, holding back his anger. It was all for him.
His mother was sobbing, and her tears were flowing because of him.
Mo's eyes were slightly red, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
If that was the case, what was the difference between being a scholar and a dog?
Then, two sentences floated in the room.
"Mother, Mo 'er wants to go to the battlefield!"
Bullshit scholar
Bullshit Jixia Community School
He saw Madam Xiao staring at him with tears in her eyes. Mo smiled.
"Today, Mo 'er learned how to read. Yin Ning taught me a lot of words.”
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